I don't Know where I'm going, but I know who I'm following.

          This post is tragically overdue. The reason that I haven't posted in so long is because so much has happened in the past month that if I tried to write about all of it, I would seriously make your eyes bleed from a ridiculously long post. So I've been putting it off, but I can't procrastinate anymore. It's a deadly trap that I fall into ALL the time....Anyway, I'm not going to give you the details of my last couple trips, because seriously... my fingers would be bleeding along with your eyes. So instead, here's a little piece of what's been on my heart:
        I walk on the narrow path. Consequently, I'm going to be on a lot of mountain tops and through a whole lot of valleys. For some reason that is so beyond my comprehension, God is present through it all. Why? I don't know. I don't get Him, I don't get his unconditional love and never-ending grace... there's a lot about him that I don't understand. But the most confusing and probably most amazing part of God: He is a God who NEVER fails. So when we fail, why do we dwell so harshly on it? Because I know who I am following, and he never fails. And if he is so big, then our failures will NEVER take away from his flawlessness. If our failures were on a teeter-totter with his perfection, our failures would always be in the air, because seriously, how could we in any way ever cancel out, or out weigh God?

"But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I  will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." 

               -2 Corinthians 12: 9-10


           A couple weeks ago, I was sitting on a beautiful beach in Florida having some quiet time with God. I looked around at the gorgeous white sand, the glowing sunset, all the people, the birds, and the massive blue ocean. And then I noticed a man also having some quiet time. But it captivated me, because he was sitting right next to this nasty, moldy, disgusting looking, big concrete... thing. (I don't even know)... in this pit. Here was the massive, beautiful, amazing beach all around him... yet he was wallowing in nastiness. I thought "what the heck is wrong with that dude?", but then God showed me "you do that ALL the time." How often do we dwell in our own messes, whether it's our failures or our own plans, instead of stepping out in faith and trust into the big beautiful masterpiece God has for us to embrace? Instead of craving control for something that is not worth being controlled, why don't we just let go for something  so much greater than we could ever imagine? Why not trade misery for mystery? And instead of just believing in God, how about we start BELIEVING God. Believing Him when he says that he has a plan for us. Believing Him when he says that he will never leave us or forsake us. Believing that he will NEVER brake his promises, that he CANNOT brake his promises because he is truth and he is perfect. Believing him when he says that we will never be given something that cannot be handled. Believing him when he says that he loves us. Believing him when he says that His strength is greater than our weakness.